Heaven is broken

Heaven is broken:
Two shards of sky at our feet,
Not a gift from any god,
Just Mammon’s ire,
Parted like spectral light
Churned through a quartz prism.

forward motion

we move ahead
by falling losing balance
recovering it in a step

People Rise Up

People rise up.

The tide in your affairs
Is a full sea flooding
To fortune
Or misadventure.

Fifteen Years

We’re the last…
Give it another fifteen years…
There’ll be nothing left…

Everything changes
Or nothing.

Day by day
Our cells change,
Our molecules and skin,
While a face in the mirror stares back,
Not completely unknown.

Wishbone

No time to forget

Stone roads, blood-stains and sweat

All the hard efforts of bone

Bringing us to heel.

Valency

I say a single word.

Speaking connects
Me to you,
The word, to us.

Language or chemistry throws lines
Between everything,
Tangled, unpredictable lines,
Spun yarn on heavy air.

Navvy - Illustrated

This is an illustrated version of the poem Navvy, from August 2012.